"THIS IS DANTE'S VERSION OF A PRESIDENTIAL RACE"

The above was very recently opined by none other than Jake Tapper…

… and [OH!] How I agree!!!

"No one thinks of how much blood it costs".

     Dante Alighieri

[Rev. Burns, are you listening?]

David, how about you??

Pride, envy, avarice - these are the sparks that have set on fire the hearts of all men.

Dante Alighieri

Yet, hell hath no fury as (compared to) those ultimately duped by a dishonest con artist.

BEWARE OF THE "GLIB"!

Remember…

I don't want to say I told you so…Trump and Giuliani are such idiots!!!

IN THIS PAST YEAR….

There is one certain individual,

who has repeatedly …

USED POOR GRAMMAR…

OVER AND OVER AGAIN

and his name is Donald J. Trump…

[ He uses the word "bad" when he really means "poor" 100% of the  time!] 

No Meager 'Passion Play'

No Meager 'Passion Play'

This dance of 'political circumstance',

Deadly as nightshade, bristly as thorns;

Worn as the annals of sorrow and shame

Darkened by avarice, chastened by scorn.

                    Wooed by the rapture of raison d'être,     

                     One clammy handshake undoes it all;

                     Carrying the burden of haphazard chance

                     Only the lonely still spar at the hall.

   Yet, clear of forged rhetoric, drained of pale lies,

       I have not bent down to scorch at the earth;

       Nor have I drunk from the commonplace wells

       Seasoned with venomous, poisonous mirth.

       We'll see very soon who wins and who 'wars';

        No matter how 'trite' or absurd the teams lean;

       Behold autumn's forces on key judgment day

       The master-at-large drafts a dank, somber scene.

Poem written by L.P.-G. / c. August 2016

Post-script:

A THOUSAND POINTS OF LIGHT

A THOUSAND POINTS OF LIGHT-- so very déjà vu…

The current summer heat evokes a piquant wave of familiarity, one tending a lovely August interval experienced several years prior; 1988 was also an election year, a fact which clearly adds to the air of déjà vu that swoons down and swirls its way past my sanctified senses stunned by such knowledge.

My room looked much like this one…

Monday through Friday, I rode a bus down 16th Avenue to AFIP.

Rock creek park and the Washington D.C. Zoo were close by…

Of course, there are tons of things to do and see in our nation's GREAT capital… I so fondly recall the orchids at the botanical gardens…

Classmates I met drove me to Philly on some weekends… my parents lived in Ardmore, PA  BACK THEN.

EVERYONE AT THAT TIME WAS RAVING ABOUT THE MOVIE CAPTIONED BELOW…YET TO THIS DAY I'VE NEVER SEEN IT!

Relevant data opines that the heat wave of 1988 was worse than what we're experiencing currently; nonetheless, the sense of déjà vu continues to be enormous!!! 

"It was during the summer of 1988 that a heat-wave struck the Plains and Eastern states of the U.S.; temperatures that could only be described as 'brutal' persisted for days on end". 

Finally found this pic from my time on Glen Road in beautiful Ardmore, PA... Oh 1988, I miss you!